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A Drop of Consciousness
The great sea set me in motion.
Set me adrift.
And I move as a weed in the river.
The arch of sky
And mightiness of storms
Encompasses me,
And I am left
Trembling with joy.
That’s an old Eskimo Song that describes ancient thoughts about physical life. I am a weed in a river set in motion by the great sea and connected to everything around me. My roots are nourished by the sea of consciousness. The Eskimo’s understood and were aware of that sea and lived in it everyday as they experienced there own manifestations.
Now is a time of great change. I measure change linearly and I focus on my choices and express my self in awareness. Each flood, tornado, hurricane and earthquake is the action of consciousness and I am aware of them to understand the power of my own creations. These mighty earth changes, express the changes that are occurring in my inner consciousness. How I perceive these events changes my beliefs about them and I learn something about my self. I find that I am surrounded by energy that has the ability to communicate with me in complex, as well as simple ways. It is up to me to listen and change in sync with the flow of my river of consciousness. I am a whole part of that action and I choose what role to play in the present moment by being centered in what appears to be uncertainty, but it is actually clusters of consciousness expressing expansion and action with different imagery.
Action is the manifestation of consciousness and the idea constructions of collective consciousness are experiencing physical manifestations of that action. All thoughts become solid matter so the combination of resistance and acceptance produces the mightiness of the storms that encompass me on an individual level, as well as a collective level. There is no separation of consciousness, but there is unawareness of the different energies that form aspects of my entity, as well as the collective entities that form a bubble of reality.
My energy adds depth to the great sea of consciousness. I set my self adrift in rivers that contain diverse realities and tides of energy that form clusters of consciousness in order to expand as a weed, which continues to blossom with the fruit of awareness. I am left to create and share life in a bubble in order to feel the energy that expresses itself within, around and outside of the bubble. The arch in the blue sky reminds me of my inner world which is filled with the vibration of color and the tone of expansion. The Eskimos and I tremble with joy as we touch the sea with one drop of consciousness and continue to float in eternal rivers, which have different channels that bend and flow with the tide of change. I am one weed drifting through clouds of consciousness in order to add more drops in the sea of eternal consciousness.
www.shortsleeves.net
http://halmanogue.blogspot.com/
Set me adrift.
And I move as a weed in the river.
The arch of sky
And mightiness of storms
Encompasses me,
And I am left
Trembling with joy.
That’s an old Eskimo Song that describes ancient thoughts about physical life. I am a weed in a river set in motion by the great sea and connected to everything around me. My roots are nourished by the sea of consciousness. The Eskimo’s understood and were aware of that sea and lived in it everyday as they experienced there own manifestations.
Now is a time of great change. I measure change linearly and I focus on my choices and express my self in awareness. Each flood, tornado, hurricane and earthquake is the action of consciousness and I am aware of them to understand the power of my own creations. These mighty earth changes, express the changes that are occurring in my inner consciousness. How I perceive these events changes my beliefs about them and I learn something about my self. I find that I am surrounded by energy that has the ability to communicate with me in complex, as well as simple ways. It is up to me to listen and change in sync with the flow of my river of consciousness. I am a whole part of that action and I choose what role to play in the present moment by being centered in what appears to be uncertainty, but it is actually clusters of consciousness expressing expansion and action with different imagery.
Action is the manifestation of consciousness and the idea constructions of collective consciousness are experiencing physical manifestations of that action. All thoughts become solid matter so the combination of resistance and acceptance produces the mightiness of the storms that encompass me on an individual level, as well as a collective level. There is no separation of consciousness, but there is unawareness of the different energies that form aspects of my entity, as well as the collective entities that form a bubble of reality.
My energy adds depth to the great sea of consciousness. I set my self adrift in rivers that contain diverse realities and tides of energy that form clusters of consciousness in order to expand as a weed, which continues to blossom with the fruit of awareness. I am left to create and share life in a bubble in order to feel the energy that expresses itself within, around and outside of the bubble. The arch in the blue sky reminds me of my inner world which is filled with the vibration of color and the tone of expansion. The Eskimos and I tremble with joy as we touch the sea with one drop of consciousness and continue to float in eternal rivers, which have different channels that bend and flow with the tide of change. I am one weed drifting through clouds of consciousness in order to add more drops in the sea of eternal consciousness.
www.shortsleeves.net
http://halmanogue.blogspot.com/
2 Comments
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Comment by Hal Manogue on June 29, 2009 at 2:47pm -
HI PeeJay! I appreciate your thoughts.
Love,
Hal
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